It is not a gentle touch that I seek out But marks and reminders of where I belong and how I will be taken whenever he desires I am here for the ropes, not the roses LL

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I was the dirt under your fingernails And you were the blood in my veins LL

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you slit my throat and painted me in all the reasons with the very blood that poured from me and still it was me who said i’m sorry   LL   I am sorry for what I was and what I was not. I am sorry for loving as much as I did and it…

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  it knocks the wind out of me the recollection of us i recall in vivid detail everything you said every beautiful promise every tragic story and more than anything i remember you seeking and searching for the right words to explain why you would not choose me   LL

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there was a story of us on your lips and my fingertips and i studied you like i was researching the greatest novel i’d ever write   LL

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Feeling uninspired lately when it comes to writing. And when it comes to love, I’m just numb.. I want to write about too much and then nothing at all. It’s not a block. It’s a wall. One I don’t know how to climb but cannot remain on this side of. I don’t know. I just…

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You loved me for everything I truly was And then left me over what I was not.. LL

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and I look at all the love around me and thinkwhy can’t I have that? LL

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i set myself on fire for you again and again i sat so very deep in those flames i told myself that i could burn bright for you that if i needed to, i would die in the blaze if it meant you’d be drawn to the light and stay LL the blood & the…

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I knew when I stopped writing about you that you had taken everything from me LL

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